Month: July 2015

We are back from our road trip to D.C. and Virginia, where we are visiting friends, and my flash fiction story, “Unwelcome Guest” has been published today with 101words.org, where they publish flash fiction everyday! Please check it out if you’ve got a moment–a brief and ghostly tale!

The following story was written for Barbara W. Beacham’s weekly prompt on Mondays Finish the Story. She provides the picture and the first sentence (this opening line from Martin C. Furman). Then, writers must incorporate the picture and the first line into a story, using 100-150 additional words. Click on the blue frog below to read more stories and to add your own.

Copyright Barbara W. Beacham 2015

Backtracking

(1st sentence + 150 words)

Delphine always wanted to pilot her father’s plane and when he forgot his keys on her tenth birthday, she knew that taking off would be easy.

There was an old-time pilot with goggles and leather cap, standing by an antique plane.

“Looks old.”

“Nonsense!” he cried. “Get in.”

Delphine felt a wave of desire. Before she knew it, she was strapped in, and the plane was climbing into the sky. Delphine felt the usual thrill as her stomach flipped. She looked down. The airfield was different. The neighborhoods had changed—fewer cars, smaller buildings, older. She shouted, but the pilot didn’t respond.

Finally, the plane landed back in the field. Delphine stumbled out, trembling.

“Again tomorrow?” the pilot asked.

She ran. Entering her neighborhood, she saw familiar buildings and cars. At home, she put her father’s keys back and crawled into bed, hugging the teddy bear who hadn’t felt her touch in months.

This story was written for the weekly prompt provided by Barbara W. Beacham on Mondays Finish the Story. She provides the photo prompt and the first sentence, and you finish the rest with 100-150 words. Click on the blue Inlinkz frog below to read other stories or to add your own.

Copyright Barbara W. Beacham 2015

Self-Preservation

(1st sentence + 149 words)

The mayor and the town manager waved as their next victim approached. Sherman was a town no one looked for, but some found it, because the mayor and the town manager arranged it that way.

They’d placed a sign out on the highway announcing a craft fair of local artisans.